[stylist] Hoody bit

Wed Jan 5 18:12:06 UTC 2011

Brad, Good job. You are a very creative man.
Donna

Read Donna's articles on
Suite 101:
www.suite101.com/profile.cfm/donna_hill
Ezine Articles:
http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=D._W._Hill
American Chronicle:
www.americanchronicle.com/authors/view/3885

Connect with Donna on
Twitter:
www.twitter.com/dewhill
LinkedIn:
www.linkedin.com/in/dwh99
FaceBook:
www.facebook.com/donna.w.hill.

Hear clips from "The Last Straw" at:
cdbaby.com/cd/donnahill
Apple I-Tunes
phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playListId=259244374

Check out the "Sound in Sight" CD project
Donna is Head of Media Relations for the nonprofit
Performing Arts Division of the National Federation of the Blind:
www.padnfb.org

On 1/5/2011 9:14 AM, Brad Dunse wrote:
> for a little self-amusement this morning :)
>
> The store manager was new so I suppose you really couldn't blame him. 
> I don't think he had much experience in this sort of thing before, but 
> after an incident such as this, I'm sure he's learned a thing or two. 
> A few of us tried to tell him early on but it was as if he didn't even 
> hear us, or as if he couldn't understand us at all. It was almost like 
> he didn't speak our language. Well, anyway… we didn't push too hard 
> because we had heard he was a bit hot under the collar, though you 
> really would not have thought that by just looking at him. I mean his 
> white pressed short sleeved shirt and bright tan slacks were… hmmm 
> alright. I mean the slacks weren't that dark so they were OK. I mean 
> he couldn't wear white slacks too or he'd look like a doctor or 
> something, you know, too clean and proper. No, the light tan slacks 
> were OK, too dark and well, you know, *spoken in a whisper* the darky 
> slacks… no matter how you try to contrast them… because of their color 
> they just send the wrong message you know.
>
> I on the other hand, with my official medium sky blue long sleeves, 
> neatly pressed chest pockets, stiff unwrinkled collar standing proud 
> atop the wide shoulders, sharply contrasted dark blue slacks creased 
> commanding municipal respect being tied off at the waist by a shiny 
> black leather belt, knew this sort of thing happens from time to time. 
> I might have expected it too from the murmuring I thought I heard 
> earlier on in the evening.
>
> I'd say it happened somewhere around 11:00PM, shortly after closing 
> time and all the store personnel had gone home for the night. The 
> place was dark and only the security lights lit certain areas of the 
> store. The dress shirt section was well lit and out in the open, as 
> was the tank tops and plane sweat shirts. Even the wild carefree 
> T-shirts with their brazen multi-colored logos slapped on them like 
> cheap chest tattoos were out in the open. There were others though 
> that were hidden in the shadows of the security lights. If anyone 
> should have been hidden from the light it should really have been the 
> negligees and unmentionables but no, it wasn't that way, not like 
> other stores with… well you see, this is where the store manager… well 
> I'm sure he knows now, but it always has to come to something like 
> this before anything is done about it.
>
> As I said I think it had to be a little after 11:00PM, shortly after 
> closing time, maybe 11:30PM I'm not really sure. I was standing there 
> quiet-like, the store was all still. And out of the buzzing noise of 
> the scantly illuminating fluorescents, I thought I heard this 
> whispering. At first I wasn't sure but then it seemed to get louder. 
> Sure enough I began to hear these voices and right away I knew what 
> was happening. Their accent and dialect gave them away even in the 
> darkness. As the murmuring grew louder I began to pick out what was 
> being said.
>
> "Look at you mon weeth your foncy stripes and pressed coalars... get a 
> load ofe deece guy mon... oh... tsk tsk tsk. Aw. Jew popped a coople 
> boatens. Aw Chus like deece one here, dos a shame mon".
>
> I knew right then we had trouble and it wasn't going to be pretty. But 
> what was I to do. The manager had me clipped up on the display wall 
> with arms stretched out like I was being crucified. I'm telling you, I 
> mean I'm not saying? I'm just saying. You know, I think the manager 
> had a lot of missed responsibility here. New or not, well anyway, I 
> could hear things were heating up from another section ...
>
> "Hey man look at this feller. he's a thinkin' he's purdy smart wit dat 
> Rayon tag he's a sportin' there. Well I'll just..."
>
> And then I heard this horrible tearing sound. I mean he made off like 
> he was going to rip off just the tag but it sounded like he tore the 
> whole arm off the guy. All this was happening just around the corner 
> where I couldn't quite get a good look at who the trouble makers were, 
> but I knew. Oh, I knew alright. It was easy for the cops to tell too 
> when they finally came in the next morning.
>
> But anyway pinned helpless there I heard another scream, I looked and 
> finally I could see something of what was going on just outside of the 
> shadows. It was coming from the negligee section.
>
> "Get your hands off me you, you... you... piece of white... help! Help!"
>
> I looked over and it confirmed my suspicion. The upper part of his 
> garment was the tell tale thing but with Lederhosen? I mean that's an 
> odd combination but these trouble makers, they'll wear anything for an 
> identity that draws attention to them.
>
> All of a sudden the voices got louder. The trouble makers with there 
> accents and dialects were pushing shoving and ripping everyone off 
> their hangers. You could hear shirts drop to the floor, some in just a 
> protective fetal position, and others because they were yanked off the 
> rack, thrown down and stomped. Screams and torrents of obscenities 
> rang out along with fabric names. Cotton, Rayon, Wool, Polyester 
> Blend, you name it and it was yelled out just before they were beaten 
> or tore to shreds. If attacking them for their textile ethnicity 
> wasn't good enough, the troublemakers began spewing out styles. 
> V-necks, tank tops, button down, short sleeve, long sleeve, no sleeve, 
> it didn't matter they were out to make their mark in the clothing 
> section of the store. cries for help rang out one after another and 
> like I say, there I was pinned against the wall in "nail me to the 
> cross" mode, unable to do anything.
>
> Well, by the time the store manager got there in the morning every 
> stitch of clothing was tossed on the floor. Buttons lay randomly in 
> the isles along with ripped off collars, pockets and sleeves. Hangers 
> littered the main isle next to crumpled broken plastic displays and 
> metal tubular hanging racks tipped over. I was lucky enough to have 
> landed face down with the top of my display wall propped up against 
> the feet of the denim shirt's round rack that was in front of me 
> before all this started, so I wasn't crushed. Yes, every stitch of 
> clothing was either tore, had its buttons popped, its buckles wrenched 
> off, or otherwise destroyed. When the humans walked in only one set of 
> garments was left sitting untouched and only slightly misarranged 
> according to size as if they scampered to return to the rack before 
> someone saw.
>
> That's when they knew who caused all this trouble. Those troublemakers 
> the hoodys. Its always the hoodys, you can't trust a one of them I tel 
> ya. And it doesn't matter if they have draw straps, are pull overs or 
> zip, have tattoos on their chest like the T-shirts or not. No matter 
> what color, solid or multi-colored, they all were there hanging 
> presuming innocence while the rest of us lay in a shambles on the 
> store manager's pretty little floor.
>
>
> _______________________________________________
> Writers Division web site:
> http://www.nfb-writers-division.org 
> <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>
> stylist mailing list
> stylist at nfbnet.org
> http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
> To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for 
> stylist:
> http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/penatwork%40epix.net 
>
>
>
>
>
> E-mail message checked by Spyware Doctor (7.0.0.514)
> Database version: 6.16610
> http://www.pctools.com/en/spyware-doctor-antivirus/
>

E-mail message checked by Spyware Doctor (7.0.0.514)
Database version: 6.16630
http://www.pctools.com/en/spyware-doctor-antivirus/